I'm not dead.

I've been moving at a snail's pace, but I'm not dead.

Dog Pound Hop.

Well, last month was chocked full of stuff. A little vacation and more than one trip -one of those was to the emergency room in the middle of the night. (Excuses, excuses...)

I think things are settling down though, so, I should be getting back to drawing this pretty much everyday again.

Knock on wood, I guess.